i felt his hands on my shoulders
and i wanted to scream.
i wanted to turn around and kiss him,
but my head said this is not what it seemed.

i look into his eyes
and my heart skips a beat.
i don't want to feel this way,
my head says cut it off, nice and neat.

once upon time i welcomed love,
i kept my heart vulnerable, open and bare.
the love that had entered, though,
it destroyed and ruined me, far beyond repair.

so why would i risk that again?
why the **** would i risk it.